Simone tagged me for this meme. I am supposed to name my five favourite teachers and say what made them great. Hmm. I have found this a little tricky, but have enjoyed looking back and trying to come up with a list. So, in no particular order--
Mr Fox was my year 4 teacher in Darwin, a tall, lanky bloke with a black moustache. He had a knack of making everything fun. When he signed his name, he drew a little cartoon fox beside it. What other teacher draws cartoon foxes? He was also a nature photographer, and for prizes in class, he would give us photos he had taken. I still have a couple of Mr Fox's goanna photographs in a drawer somewhere.
Miss Oliver was my high school art teacher. She was straight out of university, and only seemed to be a few years older than us. She was really cool, and talked to us like peers. She came to see bands with us, and we had a New Years party at her place once. She was also a very keen christian, and was very open about her faith to us, and taught us that God is the ultimate artist, and that Creation is His canvas.
It feels weird to list a current teacher, but I would have to say my current boss, Craig Handley. Sort of a cantankerous bloke (hopefully he never reads this!!) who is very talented. He has taught me a massive amount in the nearly seven years I have worked under him. I learnt more from him about drawing in a few months than I did in four years of university.
My Dad has been a wonderful teacher to me throughout the years. When I became an adult (last Tuesday) I realised how much he has taught me, mostly by his actions, and by the way he lives. More than with words, his consistently selfless and generous actions have taught me a great deal, and he has always been the benchmark for me to look up to, for being a godly man, husband, and father.
My Mum has also been an amazing teacher. She is very wise, open and honest, and without her patient listening and invaluable advice and guidance through the years, I would be a very different person today. A lot of little bits of advice she has given me have stuck with me, and I frequently call them to mind. For example, many years ago I told her I was concerned that I did not FEEL forgiven by God. She said to me, "you can't always trust your feelings".
If you read this, and have a blog, you are tagged.